While a tear appeared in each small eye;
He heaved a big sigh, then looking around—
Awakened all trembling upon the ground.
So ended his dream of a college fine,
With parrots leading the cheering line.
He looked at his keeper as if to say:
“I’ll never again eat a bale of hay;
For such overeating most always means
The most impossible kind of dreams.
Come take we a walk, good old Keeper Jack,